In a message dated 10/22/2002 2:02:07 AM Mountain Standard Time, NJ-MEMORIES-D-request@rootsweb.com writes: > I just love dogs, like em better than most people I know. > I love dogs, too -- but I love people more! Right now we have a ten-year-old mixed-breed dog named Lucky; I call him either a Duke of Lancaster Sheepdog or a BHM (Big Hairy Mutt). That dog weighs between 55 and 60 pounds, and I'd swear that 40 of those pounds are doghair. The mix appears to be collie, German shepherd, husky and something that had floppy ears. People in California used to take him for a purebred (don't ask me what kind of purebred; that's why I made up the "Duke of Lancaster Sheepdog" name). I have loads of wonderful memories attached to Lucky; but if he were to die tomorrow, I'd get another dog pretty quickly. Walking the dog is the best exercise that I get -- Lucky gets an hour's walk every day, and I wouldn't want to lose that. Recently I picked up a couple of paperback books at our local PetSmart; one was called "Dogs Are Better Than Cats," and the other was "Cats Are Better Than Dogs." Both are by the same author/cartoonist. And they're both hysterical; they hit right on the oddities of each kind of pet. Doris in Colorado (Up2Nutrix@aol.com) "He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose." -- Jim Elliot, missionary and martyr